Sweet Creation Poem by Josh Mitteldorf
Sweet Creation
Sweet creation, source of grace divine
For all that ails us, offer consolation!
Incarnate for our human exaltation,
To salve our tears, a transcendental shrine.
And if the herb and blossom—nature's spice—
Intoxicate our bosom with their charm,
enchant us—Please, thou needst not take alarm—
If human wings seem bent toward paradise.
For was't not thou bestowed imagination
Upon our thought, a crowning gift so rare—
A glass to see the world's reflected Stuff?
Our hearts behold thy world with trepidation;
In awe can we but clasp our hands in prayer;
We feel thy smile, and know it is Enough.
- translation by Josh Mitteldorf
Our hearts behold thy world with trepidation; In awe can we but clasp our hands in prayer; We feel thy smile, and know it is Enough. thank you my dear poet for this translation.... you have done justice to the poet......... thank you for conveying such heavenly truths....... thank you very very much......... i am a lover of God who is beyond all religions....... tony
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4/24/2024 6:29:23 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Grace is a divine gift .... We receive it at birth .... Whether or not we chose to use it to salve our tears is the human element .... our choice .... "Herb & blossom" may distort the truth & intoxicate us ....as human wings seem bent toward paradise.